While far away in strangers'
storms
You feel so odd and all alone
You look to left and to the
right
But nothing near is dear
You travel on a little bit
The winds of change are blowing
strong
A hill, a field, a sheltered
grove
By starlight you can steer
A little further down the
road
The storm still strong starts
to decline
Another turn, another road
And further you can roam
Quite suddenly the sky is
clear
The rocky road has cleared
and smoothed
You see the glow of friendly
light
And you know that you're
home
(c) "Amalthea Celebras" K.C.
Fahel 26 November 1997